Diamonelle's Valentine
Today "Ask Pansi" is responding to Indie's query: Dear Pansi,
I think I'm in love with Diamonelle. How can I tell her?
Yours truly,
Indie
Diamonelle is answering, with help from Perlette and Saffira:
You can send an instant message, or a page to my beeper
You can write a Shakespeare sonnet to tell me why you're a keeper.
You can call me on my cell, try to ring my bell,
I might return your call, cuz you never can tell.
You can say it with your eyes, or with flowers or bling
you can say it with music if you know how to sing.
If you're like Dr. Doo-Doo you'll be sayin' it with your stash,
And if you're a rich boy you probly say it with cash.
You can post it on your blog, you can tag me with a meme--
You can do whatEVah to try to make it on my scene.
You can tell your homies, like Doug, Mushroom, or Icy
Or let Elbot spread the news--cuz he likes it hot and spicy.
You can say it in English or Polish or German--
If the language is LOVE, trust me I can determine
How you feel if it's real, if it's really really real,
If you're gonna be the one who makes me squeal
In the night with delight when it feels so right,
We'll be setting off fireworks till dawn's early light!
But hold on, call a time out! I gotta step back
And admit I'm a liar cuz you know it's a fact
That I got another lover, he's my Captist bear,
And last I heard he wasn't too willing to share,
So with love in my heart, I gotta just say no,
Gotta blast it from the rooftops in stereo--
You can say it any way that comes into your mind
But chances are I won't notice, cuz I'm deaf and blind,
The Helen Keller of LOVE, with only one exception
That's my rebel, my angel, my single-minded obsession
We'll be together till the end of all time--
Cuz Checkers the bear's my one and only
VALENTINE!
Any other questions?
I think I'm in love with Diamonelle. How can I tell her?
Yours truly,
Indie
Diamonelle is answering, with help from Perlette and Saffira:
You can send an instant message, or a page to my beeper
You can write a Shakespeare sonnet to tell me why you're a keeper.
You can call me on my cell, try to ring my bell,
I might return your call, cuz you never can tell.
You can say it with your eyes, or with flowers or bling
you can say it with music if you know how to sing.
If you're like Dr. Doo-Doo you'll be sayin' it with your stash,
And if you're a rich boy you probly say it with cash.
You can post it on your blog, you can tag me with a meme--
You can do whatEVah to try to make it on my scene.
You can tell your homies, like Doug, Mushroom, or Icy
Or let Elbot spread the news--cuz he likes it hot and spicy.
You can say it in English or Polish or German--
If the language is LOVE, trust me I can determine
How you feel if it's real, if it's really really real,
If you're gonna be the one who makes me squeal
In the night with delight when it feels so right,
We'll be setting off fireworks till dawn's early light!
But hold on, call a time out! I gotta step back
And admit I'm a liar cuz you know it's a fact
That I got another lover, he's my Captist bear,
And last I heard he wasn't too willing to share,
So with love in my heart, I gotta just say no,
Gotta blast it from the rooftops in stereo--
You can say it any way that comes into your mind
But chances are I won't notice, cuz I'm deaf and blind,
The Helen Keller of LOVE, with only one exception
That's my rebel, my angel, my single-minded obsession
We'll be together till the end of all time--
Cuz Checkers the bear's my one and only
VALENTINE!
Any other questions?
Labels: African Americans, Barbies, Captism, Checkers, Diamonelle, Doo-Doo Man, Doug, drugs, Elbot, Indeterminacy, Pansi, Perlette, Saffira, Tom and Icy
posted by Hobbes at 1:24 AM
14 Comments:
Nice poem, but poor girl seems a little confused about what she thinks, or maybe feels. Is she bipolar?
I love Checkers! I want to give him a big hug. He looks so soft and cuddly.
I can see why she loves Checkers. He's adorable. Can Baxter play with him?
Icy! Diamonelle is not confused! The point is that anyone is free to let me know they want me, but I am not free to accept their declarations of LOVE!
Cheesy! Keep your batty claws to yourself, ho!
Noodles! Anyone who chews on my bear will have me and Q and his posse to deal with. Understand?
I dont think Diamonelle is too sure of what love is, but then, not many are. Well, poor Indie....can't he fall in love with someone else @ Pansiland? Hey, how about Pansi? She's HOT! Diamonelle is nuttier than a Christmas fruit cake.
You wanna come ovah and say that to my face?!
I want a poem.
I could go for checkers.
*Applause*
And I do not make sense.
*snapping fingers to applaud in vain attempt to look hip*
That was faaaaaar out!
Alice, honey, you gotta take that up with Indie!
Thank you. Thank you very much, Mr. Dog.
JSB: You're telling ME, sistah-bro!
I guess I will have to write a poem. I don't have a cell phone....
Whatever gets your groove on, Logo-Loco!
Yo Indie! Write one for Alice!
I don't know about writing a poem. I have a feeling all those painted plastic pansis are waiting in the wings, ready to trample on my tender emotions. As a means of buying time I published a Valentine's Day story.
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